burn through my love, i've had quite enough Earrings clinked as his ears swiveled opposite ways. He nodded at her greeting, muzzle pressing back against the earth. Come a minute and his question was answered. Violets peered past the sockets of his mask; his eyes slowly growing soft. His view wandered over toward the waterfall once more. Her reason having ached his heart. Hearing went dead, a crackling noise becoming louder in his mind. The sound of a record skipping, failing. No matter how many times memories pressed the play button, no music would flow. These years, the vinyls have chipped. He could make out a voice, though distorted. Leave it be, leave it be. Kauri swallowed his heartache, shaking his head to rid of intruding memories. It took a second for him to realize what his company asked of him. “The colder seasons and to simply seek understanding,” he responded. No longer did his initial purpose lie valid upon Novus. The masked male wanted to understand fate’s reasoning and intentions, and so the dreadful process of soul searching will begin again. “Entrapped by love, hm.” His words went from honeyed to gravely. Forelegs broke out from under him; hooves dipped in the water. Kauri took a deep breath, feeling his lungs contract and sting as he exhaled. “It has not been snapped nor cut,” he almost murmurs, “that heartstring.” The stallion appeared to be in thought. “How long—?” he asked. The question was generalized on purpose, touching all bases yet none. He would not specify what he meant for it to disclose, but allow the mare to fill in what was personally significant to that question. @Araxes |